The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 612 - 579 Long Xiao, Come Out and Face Your Death!_1

Chapter 612: Chapter 579 Long Xiao, Come Out and Face Your Death!_1

Thunder Cave Heavens.

In these Blessed Land Cave Heavens that took the form of a deep valley, chunky bolts of lightning hung in the sky.

Within the glimmering void, the sound of thunder was incessant, as if numerous Thunder Gods were wailing.

The rocks in the valley absorbed the Thunderbolt Alien Power of the Blessed Land Cave Heavens, condensing into thunder crystals, thunder iron, lei jade, and many more ores imbued with the power of thunder.

At this moment, Pang Lin sat quietly in the deep valley, oblivious to the drastic changes in the outside world.

Behind her stood a tree, thirty feet tall, thriving and growing as it absorbed the thunder and lightning.

This tree was known as the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree," born within the "Thunder Cave Heavens." She had no idea where the seed had come from, only that the tree bore the natural Thunderbolt Tao patterns.

The tree’s bark, leaves, trunk, and branches were all refining Thunderous Lightning, intending to one day bear the fruit of the Thunderbolt Tao.

"Whoosh!"

A robust and burly elder, as if forged from Thunderous Lightning, abruptly appeared in the valley.

He stood barefoot with conspicuous dragon horns on his forehead. As soon as he popped up in the deep valley, the thunder in the sky vanished.

"Hey, the legendary Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree! To all Thunder Gods, this tree is a treasure. I didn’t expect that in a Blessed Land Cave Heavens of Purgatory, such a thing could be nurtured."

The elder carried a beaming smile on his face.

It took only a moment for Pang Lin to realize who he was. She pursed her lips, took out the Heaven Phoenix Divine Bone, and silently placed it atop her knees.

Her body couldn’t stop trembling.

She knew that one day, she would have to face this Old Dragon that terrified the world.

Ever since she entered Pure Land with the Heaven Phoenix Divine Bone, from the first day she met her Shifu, Su Wenrou.

Everyone, overtly and covertly, was conveying one thing to her—she was to ascend to True God through the Thunder God’s Path.

The Old Thunder Dragon from the Dragon Cave was a very real and towering mountain that she must overcome, for herself, for Pure Land, and for the entire Human Race.

She knew the Old Dragon’s might; the more she learned about the Thunder Dragon, the more she wanted to give up.

Throughout this process, her fellow disciples always encouraged her, and her Shifu let her believe in herself, with people like White Crane and Sun Bin, all helping her strengthen her realm and cultivation.

That White Crane, notorious for its sharp tongue with others, even risked its life collecting extraterrestrial lightning for her in the Cloud Thunder Forbidden Zone.

It was these people who cared for her that tempered her willpower time and again, transforming her from her original fragile state into someone increasingly determined and resolute.

Gradually, she also began to believe that she was a unique cultivation prodigy in the world and that she should rise to True God through the Thunder God’s Path.

She imagined herself becoming a god, standing at the pinnacle of authority in Purgatory, able to protect her brother.

However, all that firm will and those beautiful fantasies shattered the instant she truly saw the Old Thunder Dragon.

She concentrated on cultivating the Thunderbolt Spell and comprehending the many different Tao patterns of Thunderbolt, then understood how terrifying the Old Thunder Dragon was and how profound his grasp of the Thunderbolt Tao was.

The Thunder Dragon did not display his power intentionally, yet the moment he stepped into the "Thunder Cave Heavens," he became one with the land.

Bolt after bolt of lightning, chunk after chunk of thunderstone, even the strange sapling behind her, all seemed to celebrate the Thunder Dragon’s arrival as if He was meant to be the lord of thunder.

This made Pang Lin feel powerless, believing that no matter how hard she worked, she could never surpass the Thunder Dragon.

Suddenly, a resplendent phoenix made of divine light quietly emerged, hovering behind Pang Lin.

The imaginary wings of the phoenix gently shielded Pang Lin’s delicate body to prevent her from harm.

His gaze fixated on the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree," contemplating how to merge the nine great Thunder Vortices with the tree. Long Xiao was abruptly captivated by the brilliant phoenix.

"The Old Black Turtle has come back to life, yet you’ve not been reborn," the Old Thunder Dragon sighed.

"You chose a human prodigy born with a Thunder Vortex and at odds with me in the Great Tao to inherit your Divine Power. You hope that the Human True Gods will drive her to the peak of the Immortal Realm, letting her spectacularly shine atop my dead bones."

"I know you hate me and that the issue with the Fifth Realm’s Heavenly Tribulation Pillar is most likely related to you."

"But I don’t blame you."

Throughout, He looked at the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" or the lingering divine shadow of the Heaven Phoenix, without glancing at Pang Lin once.

"I truly wish you were still alive, that you could be reborn with the blood of nirvana to witness how, in this era, I am going to carve out a whole new golden age for the Demon Race."

"What you and the Mysterious Turtle failed to achieve, I will now accomplish. I will see our Demon Race dominate Purgatory."

The Thunder Dragon ignored Pang Lin’s existence, entered deeply into the "Thunder Cave Heavens," and after expressing his sentiments towards the Heaven Phoenix’s remaining divine shadow, he withdrew his Dragon Soul.

...

True Dragon Palace.

In the magnificent dome of this great hall were lifelike reliefs of many giant dragons.

Thunder Dragons, Flame Dragons, Frost Giant Dragons, Five-clawed Golden Dragons—each one seemed to soar within the vast depths of the Star River.

The stout columns supporting the True Dragon Palace bore reliefs of the Mysterious Turtle, Phoenix, Kylin, Primordial Serpent, Golden Elephant, Vermilion Bird, and Giant Ape.

Every tenth-level Demon God that had appeared in the history of the Demon Race had their likeness carved there.

The stunning murals of numerous dragons flying across the Star River depicted Long Xiao’s undying ideals and lifelong pursuit.

And those Demon Gods on the pillars represented different beings from the Dragon Race, like pillars themselves supporting His ideals and aiding dragon gods in their dominance of the Star River.

He indeed was planning for the Demon Race’s gain, pushing for the rise of the race, hoping more seats of Demon Gods would emerge.

But He also had his own clear self-interest.

Dragons, to be precise dragons like Himself, should always be the leaders among the Demon Gods, the helmsmen of the Demon Race.

"Huff! Huff, huff!"

Demon Kings from the Saint Spirit Continent stepped into the True Dragon Palace one after another, admiring the "Dragon God Soaring into the Sky" mural and gazing at those once dazzling Demon Gods.

In the True Dragon Palace, the Demon Kings all took on human forms, with none revealing their true bodies.

"Elder Xiong, congratulations on achieving Demon God status."

"Elder Xiong, we hope for your continued care in the future."

Some Demon Kings, upon arriving and seeing the Old Thunder Dragon had not yet appeared, gathered around Rock Bear.

Having ascended to a level ten Demon God, Rock Bear’s lifespan limit was broken, and he no longer appeared old and decrepit; in his transformed human shape, he looked like a simple and honest middle-aged man with sallow skin.

He nodded to the greeting Demon Kings with neither arrogance nor particular closeness to anyone.

He was well aware that in the eyes of all the Demon Kings, the Old Thunder Dragon was still the leader of the Demon Race, the true ruler of the Saint Spirit Continent.

The Thunder Dragon had dominated this continent for a very long time, and he, a newly risen Demon God, would certainly not be able to shake the Old Dragon’s position of dominance in a short span of time.

"Sorry to have kept everyone waiting."

Long Xiao abruptly appeared, standing next to a black and yellow stone column carved with the image of the Mysterious Turtle, and said, "I’ve invited you all here to announce something important."

"After my efforts over this period and multiple negotiations with certain individuals, I have resolved a problem that has plagued the Demon Race for many years."

He shut his eyes, listening to the clamor of the Demon Kings.

"One, two, three..."

He silently counted to seven in his mind, then reopened his eyes and continued, "Feel it for yourselves, inside your hearts. Has a bloodline talent that’s been dormant for years suddenly awakened?"

The assembly of Demon Kings was profoundly shaken.

They circulated their blood essence and demon power, using their Demon Souls to scrutinize within, and gradually saw new Bloodline Crystal Chains forming deep within their hearts.

The Demon Kings’ Demon Pupils, like their Demon Hearts, boiled with excitement; they were all astounded by this scene.

The suppressive force that had constrained the bloodlines of the Demon Race for countless years, preventing them from fully displaying their talents, was dispelled the moment the Thunder Dragon opened his eyes!

An intangible shackle had always existed, preventing the combat power of the Demon Race from reaching its full potential, adding more obstacles to the path of their advancement.

Now, that shackle was broken by the Thunder Dragon!

The status of the Thunder Dragon in the hearts of the Demon Kings, and his prestige throughout the Demon Race, was instantly elevated to an unprecedented level!

"The force constraining the bloodlines of the Demon Race was not the Alien Tribes from the Fifth Realm, but the seven Heavenly Tribulation Pillars! The fallen Heaven Phoenix, who exerted considerable effort in forging the Heavenly Tribulation Pillars, was also deceived by a Human True God, yet ultimately caused a grave error."

"He has passed, and I’m not here to dredge up his past mistakes, just to let you remember."

"After the successful erection of the Heavenly Tribulation Pillars, the Human Race imposed new restraints, employing despicable and shameless means, to prevent our bloodlines from unleashing their full power."

"Because of this, after the fall of Heaven Phoenix and Mysterious Turtle, no new Demon Gods were born for a long time."

The Thunder Dragon calmly disclosed the "truth."

He kept silent about dragons from places like the Dragon Cave, whose bloodlines were never restricted, and did not mention how the Dragon Race had also benefited from this.

...

Saint Spirit Continent, the East.

Deep within the looming mountain ranges stood an imposing palace known as the True Dragon Palace.

"Hiss!"

A streak of sword light suddenly appeared.

When the sword light stopped, Pu Zhaotian’s robust figure emerged. He yelled toward that palace, "Long Xiao, come out and face your death!"

This was the Saint Spirit Continent, and the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles below all belonged to the Dragon Cave.

Inside the True Dragon Palace, a dozen Demon Kings gathered along with several level-nine dragons, plus the newly advanced Demon God, Rock Bear.

And he was well aware of this.

Yet he did not sidestep the issue, nor did he consider waiting for the Demon Kings to disperse or for the area to quiet down before confronting the Old Thunder Dragon.

He chose the most brutal way to vent his towering rage.

He chose to draw his sword!

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

Streams of sword light, like ribbons of rivers, slashed towards the extensive mountain ranges. The sword light, like a cage, penetrated deep into the earth, trapping many young dragons within the caves.

Within different caverns were over twenty dragons of levels seven, six, eight, and so on, with their lives hanging by his whim.

"Pu Zhaotian, you dare!"

The Demon Kings roared, and the level-nine dragons bellowed in anger.

Pu Zhaotian flicked his sleeve, displaying an upside-down miniature nine-story pagoda.

With the emergence of the pagoda, countless streaks of sword light flew out, entering the caverns within the mountains, infusing into the True Dragon Palace, or hovering near the necks of the waiting Great Demons.

The symbol of the supreme authority of the Sword Tower, the famous nine-story pagoda in Purgatory’s history, was directly brought over by Pu Zhaotian.

"Either release my people immediately or I will ensure your dragons become extinct!"

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